Chapter 1224: Qingzhou Banquet
When Xiao Hei's voice just fell.
Origin Flames such as the Infinite Emperor Fire flew out of Shen Feng's body at all without his control.
There was a "poof" sound in the air.
The Infinite Emperor Fire and other origin fires were instantly submerged into the white flames.
In about a few seconds, the flames such as the Infinite Emperor Fire were all completely swallowed and fused by the white flames, and Shen Feng could no longer separate them, he only felt the blazing heat inside the white flames, which was a little stronger.
Xiao Hei's voice sounded again: "Your kid's luck is really the envy of this king, I'm afraid this is the legendary Sky Devouring White Flame in the Heavenly Domain." ”
"This legendary heavenly fire can devour all the flames in the world, according to the description in ancient books, the white flame of swallowing the sky grows to the extreme, and has the ability to swallow the heaven and earth. ”
"You carefully sense the inside of the Sky Devouring White Flame. ”
Hearing this, Shen Feng's perception penetrated into the white flame finely, and after a few minutes, he felt that there was a flame space in it that had not been fully formed, and he immediately said, "Xiao Hei, a space is forming within this flame?"
Xiao Hei smiled: "Yes, the biggest feature of the Sky Devouring White Flame is that it can form a flame space. ”
"Once its flame space is formed, you can enter it to cultivate, and at that time, your fire attribute talent will continue to grow, and you can get incredible progress by cultivating fire attribute combat skills, exercises, and supernatural powers in it. ”
Then, Xiao Hei changed his words and said: "However, now that the internal space of the Sky Devouring White Flame has obviously not been completely formed, if you want the Sky Devouring White Flame to grow, you need to consume countless fire attribute heaven and earth treasures, and it is even more difficult than your own cultivation. ”
"Now the power of this Heaven Devouring White Flame has all burst out, threatening the monks of the third or so layers of the Spirit Xuan Realm at most. ”
"You have to remember that you must not let others know that you have the Heaven Devouring White Flame until you have to, otherwise it will bring you countless troubles. ”
"After all, in the Heavenly Domain, there are still many people who can guess that what you have in your hand is the Sky Devouring White Flame. ”
Shen Feng nodded, naturally knowing that Xiao Hei's statement was very right, once people knew that he had awakened the Sky Devouring White Flame, in addition to being recruited by many forces, there would be countless pursuits and assassinations.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Shen Feng asked, "Xiao Hei, I used the Sky Devouring White Flame to embark on the journey of heart refining, what do you think?"
Xiao Hei's voice said helplessly: "What do you say! This is the legendary Heavenly Fire, it is said that in ancient times, the Heaven Devouring White Flame was a forbidden fire. ”
"At that time, it seemed that there was a person who had mastered the Sky Devouring White Flame and cultivated this flame to the extreme. ”
He relied on this kind of heavenly fire to sweep away several peak powerhouses at that time, and even the entire heavenly domain was almost destroyed in his hands. ”
Later, for some reason, it seemed that the white flame of swallowing the sky was destroyed by someone, and it turned into countless flames and returned to heaven and earth. ”
"There is no detailed record of this ancient history in any ancient book, and I don't know who destroyed such a terrible sky-swallowing white flame back then. ”
Between the words, Xiao Hei had a little palpitations in his heart, and when he thought about it in his mind, he could guess how terrifying the sky-swallowing white flame that had grown to the extreme was!
"If you use this kind of Heavenly Fire to embark on the path of heart refining, then you will definitely progress faster than other heart refiners. ”
"Awakened the Blood Wings, awakened the Sky Devouring White Flame, and there are still a lot of secrets hidden in your body, if you can really grow all the way, not necessarily, this heavenly domain can really be disturbed by you. ”
"You are still too weak now, work hard to improve your cultivation, and strive to step into the Spirit Xuan Realm as soon as possible. ”
Shen Feng's palms clenched slightly, it was indeed the most important thing for him to improve his cultivation, and he was thinking about whether to tell Xiao Hei the secret inside the blood-red ring.
After thinking for a moment, he planned to take a break and wait until he returned to the Cloud Divine Sect tomorrow.
Nothing was said all night.
Previously, he had been in retreat in the ring for three years, but Shen Feng now needed a few days of buffering.
When Shen Feng walked out of the room just after dawn, he saw Pan Mo and Qi Wenshan waiting at the outer door.
"Master. The two old men hurriedly greeted Shen Feng respectfully.
Today, Shen Feng did not wear the clothes of the inscription master, but changed into the clothes of the outer disciples of the Yunxiao Divine Sect.
In this regard, Pan Mo and Qi Wenshan didn't ask much, of course they also recognized that this was the disciple costume of the Yunxiao Divine Sect.
Accompanied by his two registered disciples, Shen Feng came to the hall of the Mingwen Pavilion branch, only to see Yun Jingteng still kneeling in place, his eyes full of determination.
Right now, there are already quite a few people in this Inscription Pavilion Branch, and they have come to ask the Inscription Master to refine the inscription.
These people's eyes stayed on Yun Jingteng, they knew that this kid was a genius here, and he was usually arrogant, why did he kneel in the hall today?
Many people asked the rest of the inscription masters about the matter, but none of the inscription masters mentioned last night's incident, and they all dealt with it vaguely.
Shen Feng had obtained a lot of materials from Pan Mo and Qi Wenshan to outline the inscriptions, and now he also had 150,000 high-grade Xuanshi on his body, so he didn't plan to stay here, and after saying that he would come back in a few days, he left the Mingwen Pavilion branch.
For Yun Jingteng's persistence, Shen Feng had some appreciation in his heart, but he really didn't plan to accept any more apprentices, there will always be a limit to a person's persistence, and in a few days, Yun Jingteng should give up.
Walk all the way in Qingzhou City.
It's very prosperous here, and it's not at all comparable to the original Polar Wind Island.
After about an hour of walking.
Shen Feng saw that there was a crowd in front of him, and he remembered that it was the location of Pinxiang Building.
He now has some understanding of Qingzhou City, Pinxianglou is an extremely luxurious restaurant in the city, and ordinary monks are not qualified to enter it to consume.
Listening to the discussion of some passing monks around, Shen Feng knew that today was the Qingzhou banquet.
This Qingzhou banquet was founded by the young master of the Qingzhou City Lord's Mansion, and a Qingzhou banquet will be held in Pinxianglou every year.
All the monks with extraordinary talents will receive invitations, including some people from the Cloud Divine Sect who will also come to participate in the Qingzhou banquet.
To put it simply, this Qingzhou banquet can be regarded as a gathering of geniuses in the nearby area.
Shen Feng didn't have much interest in the Qingzhou Banquet, and when he wanted to pass directly by the door of Pinxiang Building, he saw a young man kneeling on the ground with a sad and angry face.
The steps under his feet are stunned.
After a closer look, Shen Feng felt that this young man was somewhat familiar, and after a few seconds, he remembered that this guy was not He Lei, an outer disciple of the Yunxiao Divine Sect.
Before, this guy had introduced Shen Feng to the matter of the Heart Refiner.
He was not disgusted with He Lei, watching the pointing around him and the mocking discussions coming into his ears, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.
He Lei, who was kneeling in front of the door of Pinxianglou, held his palms tightly on his thighs, his two arms were trembling, maybe they were holding too hard, and a trace of blood slipped out of his palm, dripping on the ground drop by drop.